Lyrics:

Have you ever been done so low
Till it put you in the picture show?
Have you ever felt so ashamed
Tryin' to process someone else's pain?

Put your message down in a box
Lick a stamp, why don't you send it off?
Give me something more that I can hold
Pull me back in from the cold, yeah

Got to get on top, yeah
Get on top yeah
Gotta get on, get on top, yeah
Get on top, yeah

Caught in a cross-fired aim
Skin full of symptoms say
I'm turning myself in
Got me back on the run again, yeah

Give me somewhere else that I can go
Heaven, hell and purgatory should know
Put your message down in a box
Lick a stamp, why don't you send it off

Got to get on top, yeah
Get on top yeah
Yeah, got to get on top, yeah
Get on top yeah

Caught in a cross-fired aim
Skin full of symptoms say
I'm turning myself in
Got me back on the run again

Caught in a cross fired aim
I'm turning my self in, oh yeah

Oh yeah

Caught in a cross-fired aim
Skin full of symptoms say
I'm turning myself in
Got me back on the run again

Caught in a cross-fired aim
(Caught in a cross-fired aim)
Skin full of symptoms say

I'm turning myself in
(I'm turning myself in)
Got me back on the run again, yeah

Caught in a cross-fired aim, yeah